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“I want to do this for you.”
Brent took in a sharp hitch of breath. “You don’t have to.”
“But I do. I want to show you back how much I care about you. I know that I can’t say it, that it’s hard and scary for me to trust in anything after my mom left, but I want you to know I’m willing to go all in, to be wild and ready and everything you need. To be the girl on the balcony now but to be so much more with whatever future you can dream of.”
His eyes brightened, and he stroked his fingers under her chin. “Do you mean that, babe?”
“I mean it with every fiber of my being. I mean that I care about you, that I want so much more. We have a lot to talk about.”
“Your father, I know.”
“So many things, but we can have dinner tomorrow. I’ve been thinking things over, coming to some decisions, but tonight’s about us. Here’s to not hiding.” Then, Jessica unzipped his fly.
Brent shuddered as her fingers found the hardened flesh of his dick. “Never hiding, not after all of this.”
She looked over her shoulder, double-checking that they were truly obscured from view. Then, she slipped off her mask. She’d need a lot more range of movement to do all she needed. Besides, she knew most of Brent’s staff. The security was top-notch. If they were determined to keep people out, then no one would get through the barricades. No one at all. With her fears assuaged, she pulled his cock free from its confines in his slacks.
Her mouth was already watering as surely as her channel was growing slick with need.
But tonight wasn’t about her.
It was about him.
And she intended to give him the pleasure of a lifetime.
At first, she teased him with a slow, lazy stroke of her fingers. She enjoyed that, too, watching his mouth hang open in ecstasy and his eyes grow heavy-lidded in his need and his relaxation. Jessica rarely got to see him so unguarded, so carefree. As she ran her hand up his shaft at a languid pace, she was able to see that side of him she treasured so deeply.
Licking her lips, she still didn’t lean over to caress the head of his cock. No. She planned to torture her lover in the best way possible, make him almost die waiting for the sweet, beckoning feel of her lips on him. Instead, she reached up with her other hand and cupped his balls, rolling their heavy weight between her thumb and forefinger even as her stroking increased on his cock. It twitched in her hand, and a hint of precum slipped from the tip, making it easier –quicker – to stroke him.
She finally couldn’t resist and wrapped her lips around the sensitive skin of his head. Brent bucked up his hips, shoving his dick deeper into her throat, and she swallowed it up eagerly. He wrapped his hand in her hair, and she was lost in a mix of scents – the mint and ivy around them, the cinnamon in the air, his own musk. Even the hints of alcohol and gourmet finger foods in the hotel behind them. All of it mixed with the strength of his grip on her head and the saltiness of his hardness in her mouth.
Arching her neck, she increased her rhythm, rushing up and down his shaft with the quickest pace she could manage. Her hands caressed his balls, and they were taut against her grip. He was almost as ready as she was. Above her, Brent had bitten his lower lip tightly to keep from screaming out. She knew why. They couldn’t attract attention. That would be a huge risk, something that would sully not only here but this event. They couldn’t risk that.
Too bad.
She’d have loved to hear him scream her name. Usually, Brent had a lot to say, a silver tongue, but, of course, not tonight.
His length twitched again in her mouth, and she knew instinctively he was close, oh so close. She swirled her tongue over the sensitive head and licked it with pointed, quick flicks of her tongue. Applying just the tiniest extra hint of pressure against his balls, she felt his body tighten, and then, he came. A salty explosion of his essence poured down her throat, and she lapped it up eagerly. She never thought she’d be that kind of woman, but he was the father of her children, the man she loved, and Jessica found herself slurping down every irresistible drop.
He shuddered and let out a tiny moan as he shivered against the wall. It took a few minutes for rationality to return to his eyes. Brent zipped himself up and eyed her. Jessica, for her part, stood up slowly and wiped at the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand. Digging into her clutch, she pulled out her Binaca and a few Tic-Tacs. After she felt a bit more like herself, she reached for her mask.
Brent grabbed her by the wrist. “No, you don’t have to do that. We can have a few more minutes out here, just us and no hiding.”
Jessica sighed and shook her head. “I can’t.” She slid the mask on, one of the many barriers still standing between them. “It’s too much of a risk.”
